The Legend of Jin Yong's Legend of the Online Game

Chapter 496 Re-encountering an old friend (15000 words, fifth update!)

Chapter [-] Re-encountering an old friend
"You are……"

When Fang Jie and Wangqing rushed out of the passageway, a small group of players guarding the entrance of the passageway couldn't help being stunned, because they found that the two people's attires were not as required to gather disciples of the sect, especially Wangqing's attire, which was even more impressive. I can't figure it out, after all, there is no Unfeeling Valley participating in this joint team.

However, Fang Jie and Wang Qing rushed out of the crowd before these people could finish their questioning. Only then did everyone realize that these two people might be the spies that the front staff mentioned in the team channel just now, but no one expected it. It turned out that when the front foot received the news in the team channel, he arrived behind him, and rushed out without saying a word, so by the time everyone reacted, Fang Jie and Wang Qing had already entered the second channel.

Although he successfully broke through the second courtyard, Fang Jie couldn't be happier at this moment, because when he passed the courtyard just now, he found that there were only Hengshan faction players in that courtyard. Among the sects, seven sects are stationed in the courtyards at the back. If the camps of sects in other directions are counted, it is not easy to find a safe place.

Moreover, the key issue is that they will be hunted down all the time during this process. Although the two can support for a while, there is almost no time to heal and take medicine to recover. At that time, they will either be exhausted or killed. It is really unwise Act of.

After passing through the third courtyard and confirming his judgment, Fang Jie knew he couldn't go on like this. After thinking about it for a while, he pondered: "It's not the way to go on like this. We came here for leveling, not just to watch the flowers. Yes, now I haven't practiced the first level, and I'm being chased everywhere... I think, let's go directly to the second floor, maybe there are no people inside."

"Hehe, it's impossible." Wangqing shook his head and chuckled, "You haven't been here for so many years, so you don't know the situation. The monsters in Tongren Lane are no longer a threat to players, let alone organized. Even if you randomly pull up a team of a hundred people, you can come in and spawn... Of course, this is just a theoretical statement. In fact, small teams can hardly survive in it, because elite teams of all factions are here. , When encountering a small team, they usually clear the field directly, and they will not reason with you."

Speaking of this, Wang Qing paused and said: "So don't talk about the second floor, even if it is the last floor, there must be a team in every courtyard to reserve the venue. No matter where we go, I'm afraid everyone will be a street rat. Woolen cloth!"

"Damn! Why didn't you say it earlier!" Fang Jie took a blank look, and then he understood the current situation in Tongren Lane. If he had known this, even if he was killed, he would not have come here to find trouble.

"I thought you knew!" Wangqing replied angrily: "Besides, your name is very famous in the Jianghu, and there are only three of us...two people, maybe someone will sell you to save face and leave you in the courtyard What about spawning monsters?"

Fang Jie thought about it for a while, and felt that Wangqing's words made sense. In fact, let alone himself, even the word "Wangqing" is known to everyone in the world. When the two are added together, Ordinary people really dare not not sell their face to them, but there are unpredictable things, who would have expected such a big commotion tonight, it was a coincidence that such a thing happened, and now this Tongren Lane is related to everyone. Regarding Pai's future development, I'm afraid no one will be so easy to talk about anymore, especially Fang Jie, a top expert who has already judged the Beggar Gang.

After thinking for a long time, Fang Jie didn't come up with a solution, so he finally gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, the first floor is too messy. Let's go to the second floor first, maybe it will change luck."

Upon hearing this, Wangqing couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and said, "Did you just calculate it?"

Fang Jie rolled his eyes immediately, and said angrily: "Luck is not calculated, it is earned by oneself, so what if you figure it out? So what if you don't figure it out? It can't change anything. It's better not to know than to know. It’s only fun when it’s full of variables, I’m not going to calculate for such a small thing, it’s really meaningless.”

Hearing this, Wang Qing suddenly felt bored, so he just kept silent, and Fang Jie didn't bother to talk nonsense to this neurotic woman who usually didn't like to talk, but when it came to fortune-telling, her eyes glowed. With light kung fu and body skills, he slid quickly in the Tongren Alley, and after majestically passing through one courtyard after another, he finally reached the courtyard leading to the entrance of the second floor.

As soon as he arrived at this courtyard, Fang Jie thought his eyes were blurred. The walls and ground in Tongren Alley were originally made of brass, which looked resplendent at first glance. However, this courtyard was the courtyard where Shaolin Temple disciples were stationed. The Shaolin Temple players wearing black and white cassocks are different. The Shaolin Temple players in this courtyard are all dressed in yellow monk uniforms, reflecting the golden light from the surrounding walls and the light reflected from the bald head. An extreme unity was formed on the ground, the scene was quite spectacular, and the momentum was extremely astonishing. Some senior Shaolin disciples wore cassocks trimmed with gold rims outside, emitting bursts of dazzling brilliance.

"Damn, we've entered the monk's temple." Seeing this scene, Fang Jie couldn't help cursing angrily, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that these Shaolin disciples are at least Shaolin arhats of the Cheng generation and above, stationed in This is probably the elite team of Shaolin Temple..." Having said that, Fang Jie glanced at the entrance of the second floor again, and couldn't help saying: "It may not be easy to rush to the second floor without paying a price. It was blocked by the group of monks."

"What do you say, I'll follow your arrangement." At this time, Wangqing really couldn't think of any countermeasures, so he had to kick the ball to Fang Jie.

"What else can I do, just go straight in!" Fang Jie rolled his eyes, raised his true energy to speed up his body skills, forgot his feelings and was not to be outdone, and also brought his body skills to the extreme. Obviously, if Fang Jie advances at full speed, Even Wangqing can't catch up, so it seems that Fang Jie is rushing forward alone and ignoring Wangqing, but in fact, he has already calculated the opponent's speed limit. Outsiders can't see these details anyway.

Shaolin disciples who had seen the two coming out of the tunnel a long time ago did not have much reaction to their arrival. After walking out of eighteen Shaolin players holding monk sticks and forming a semicircle, they just watched the two running towards this side so indifferently, as if they didn't pay attention to the two people in front of them at all.

"Keng!"

Just when the two were about to enter the semicircle, the eighteen Shaolin disciples slammed the monk sticks in their hands, which seemed to be a signal to form an array. Immediately afterwards, the eighteen Shaolin disciples clasped their hands together and shouted in unison. He shouted: "Vajra subdues demons, saves all sentient beings!"

The Buddha sang, only eighteen Shaolin disciples quickly surrounded Fang Jie and Wangqing. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that this was planning to set up a formation of eighteen Shaolin Arhats to deal with Fang Jie and the two.

"retreat!"

But just when the Eighteen Arhats were about to encircle, Fang Jie and Wang Qing, who were moving forward suddenly, suddenly stopped at the same time, turned around at will, turned back and retreated, and happened to be the Shaolin disciples who happened to be at the two ends Exiting the circle before closing the door, the Shaolin monks, who were originally calm, couldn't help showing contemptuous and helpless expressions.

Obviously, although Shaolin Temple sent 18 people to meet the enemy, it is suspected that the more bully the less, but this is at least better than sending out all the Shaolin disciples in the entire courtyard, right?Although the leader of the Shaolin Temple side did not want to go to war for mere two people, and looked down on them, but on the other hand, it was out of limited respect for the two, and even if the two had the ability to break through the Eighteen Arhats, among them There is also the meaning of letting two people go.

However, it is a pity that Fang Jie really doesn't know what is good or bad. To be exact, Fang Jie doesn't bother to tell these people any rules. One hundred thousand people bullying two people is bullying, so isn't eighteen people bullying two people not bullying? up?Could it be that he is still rushing in foolishly while watching others set up the encirclement circle?
Of course, even though this is the case, in fact, if Fang Jie rushed into the Eighteen Arhats, he would be absolutely sure to kill the 18 people quickly, but with Fang Jie's character, he never likes to hand over the initiative to others. Pull, then I will let you suffer. In fact, Fang Jie's goal has indeed been achieved, and the result is... annoyed a group of slightly perverted monks who have lived under militarized management for a long time.

Seeing countless gleaming bald heads glaring at him, Fang Jie couldn't help being amused, and said loudly to Wangqing jokingly: "Hey, these guys must have never seen a woman for a long time, haha, look, those people's Eyes are turning green!"

Before the words fell, a Shaolin disciple walking out of the golden human wall was holding a wrought-iron Zen staff and wearing a gold-rimmed cassock. He knew at a glance that he was a certain leader of the Shaolin Temple. The man slammed the Zen staff and shouted coldly: " Hmph! You are so defiant and unruly! How dare you challenge me one-on-one!?”

"Uh? One-on-one?" Fang Jie couldn't help being stunned, and even wondered if his ears had heard it wrong. He thought that this person is really cute and silly. The player is his opponent in a one-on-one fight. Since this person wants to save face and wants to pretend to be aggressive in front of his subordinates, there is no reason to hesitate, just accept the move.

Thinking of this, Fang Jie's face straightened, and he was about to agree to the opponent's challenge, but when he raised his eyes to see the opponent's appearance, he couldn't help being startled, then tilted his head as if recalling something, the man saw that Fang Jie didn't answer for a long time , thinking that Fang Jie was afraid, he immediately stopped his Zen staff and said loudly: "The poor monk is a disciple of Shaolin's "Xuan" generation, his Dharma name is Xuan Chan, and the weapon he uses is..."

"Oh!!!" Before Xuan Chan finished speaking, Fang Jie yelled strangely as if he suddenly realized something, and then laughed loudly: "I remember, I remember, you are that Kong Chan! Right? Uh? Can't remember who I am? Hahaha..." In the middle of speaking, Fang Jie took out a Guofu hoe that was almost rusted from the Qiankun Ring, beat it hard on the ground, and said loudly, pretending: "I am a servant of the Guo family..."

(End of this chapter)